The Net Effect

“There’s plenty of fish in the sea,” they say.
And so she casts her net woven of need and naïveté.

“I hope I catch Mr. Right this way.”
(“Swoosh” goes the net.)

Tight jeans, short skirts, a sparkle in the eye, a little flirt.
“Who will I catch today?” she wonders.

“There’s plenty of fish in the sea,” they say.
And so he casts his net woven of need and naiveté.
“I hope I catch Miss Right this way.”
(“Swoosh” goes the net.)

A charming smile, a quick wit, a guitar or drum kit.
“Who will I catch today?” he wonders.

Though woven out of aeons of time
Biochemical hormonal nets so sublime
Intricately laced through heart and mind
They are but for one and only one purpose cast
And it is not necessarily for a mating to last.

So who’s entangling whom? And for what?
Another human in the womb? A pleasurable rut?

We catch what we catch and are caught just the same.
We reject and are rejected in this reckless game.

He picks her up by the tail, “Not pretty enough for me!”
And with a quick flick of his wrist, sends her back to the sea.
“Splash” – shocked, she darts down to the deep
To try to figure out how she was ever caught by this creep.

She picks him up by the tail, “Not rich enough for me!”
And with a toss of her head, sends him back to the sea.
“Splash” – shocked, he darts for cover
To try to figure out how he could ever have loved her.

And so it is with our biology
Everyone is seeking a mate, you see.
“Humans are animals,” they say.

But really are we?
Are we just like all the fish in the sea?
The birds of the air?
The primates in the trees – filled with mere sexual curiosity?

Actually, no, not me.
I’m not seeking for posterity.

Curiosity is ultimately satisfied by seeking and finding.
Compassion knows no limits – it’s the True Heart’s unbinding.

I’d rather sit on the beach with my friend
Gazing into his eyes, listening closely to him
To find out if his kindness is true
Or if for him it is something to prove.

I’d rather pace myself with long and steady reflection
Rather than haphazardly deciding on acceptance or rejection.

I know I must know first in myself what is of the greatest importance
As I’m seeking a partner for more than just romance.
And then I must find out what is important to him.
For by what we both hold most dear, we will sink or swim.

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